What’s So Funny About Madea? Nothing. (Column from the Washington Post

 I would like to hear from people who both enjoy Madea as well as those who are offended or tired of him her.  Here is one man’s opinion.    

By Courtland Miloy

   Wednesday, February 25, 2009 

I went to see the Tyler Perry movie “Madea Goes to Jail,” in which Perry plays a wise-cracking black grandmother, Madea, short for “Mother Dear” and ebonically pronounced “muh deah.”

With an extensive criminal past that includes “supersize stripper,” attempted murderer and check fraud artist, Madea is a near-cult figure among many African Americans, especially women. Thanks in large part to them, Perry’s comedic creation debuted as the No. 1 movie in America over the weekend, raking in $41 million and 34 percent of the weekend moviegoing audience, according to box-office tracker Exhibitor Relations.

At the AMC Magic Johnson Capital Centre 12 in Landover, where Madea is being shown 14 times a day, I was hoping to get a clue as to why this man in drag is so popular. And with the movie featuring guest appearances by Whoopi Goldberg, Dr. Phil, Judge Mathis and Al Sharpton, perhaps I’d even get in a laugh or two.

Boy, was I wrong — on both counts.

All around me you could almost hear the funny bones cracking — deep guttural laughter coming not only from kids in the audience but from my peers in the AARP set, as well.

And there I sat, silently ranting: There is nothing funny about this black man in pantyhose. And where is all of this cross-dressing-black-man stuff coming from, anyway? First, comedians Eddie Murphy and Martin Lawrence star in high-grossing movies as the fattest, ugliest black women that Hollywood makeup artists can conjure up, and now here’s Perry with his gussied-up version of the same butt of the joke.

By the way, I don’t want to hear diddly about Robin Williams as Mrs. Doubtfire or Milton Berle in high heels. Having a black man play super mammy is not the same thing. Perhaps it would be were it not for America’s perverse, systemic and centuries-long efforts to humiliate African men and women and turn them into slaves.

The only good a Madea movie could possibly do would be to remind us that the scars of oppression are deep and enduring, often operating below the level of consciousness, then breaking out in the most bizarre manifestation of self-hate and self-sabotage, including pathetic images on the big screen.

Of course, Perry’s fans don’t see it that way. When I asked some women in the theater if they were at all uneasy about Perry in wigs, lipstick and rouge, they clucked tongues and rolled eyes in a manner that Madea her/himself would no doubt approve.

“Oh, please,” snapped Darlene Johnson, 51. “It’s just comedy.”

Yeah, and misogynistic gansta rap is just music.

Said Sheena Young, also 51: “He’s just multitasking. His initial budget didn’t allow for him to hire all the people he needed so he played them himself. It’s awesome.”

I’m not taking away anything from the 39-year-old Perry’s resourcefulness and ingenuity.. He pulled himself up by the bootstraps from a low-income household in New Orleans, started writing and putting on stage plays about Madea (supposedly a composite of women in his life) and went on to become one of the most successful filmmakers in America.

He has a beautiful home and his own studios in Atlanta. He hires lots of young black actors and production personnel and makes considerable contributions to worthy causes.

He is awesome.

It’s just that his movies are awful.

Here’s a typical scene:

Madea’s brother, Uncle Joe, also played by Perry, is a crusty old coot who breathes with the aid of an oxygen tank while smoking marijuana throughout the movie (he even wears a bong around his neck). Madea, ever the boss woman, scolds him mercilessly about the dangers of mixing fire and oxygen. And — here’s where the audience howls — as Madea waddles past, her behind wide as a doorway, Uncle Joe cracks: “King Kong ain’t got nothing on her.”

How’d you like to see that on a movie marquee: Madea the black woman as King Kong? That’s about as funny, say, as a dead monkey cartoon from the New York Post?

It’s not a sign of respect but one of disdain to portray black women as some updated Jemima (that’s what a white character in the movie calls her) from the antebellum South. Sure, all of Perry’s fans claim to know someone like Madea. But in truth, we know nothing — only that she is aging and irrationally angry, existing to clean up everybody’s else’s mess, a linebacker of a house servant whose unmet emotional needs remain a mystery even to the great Dr. Phil himself.

We may laugh at her, but the joke is on us.

Whats My Line?

I admit it, I am a movie buff.  I love good movies of all kinds.  I have a love and appreciation for all of the different kind of artist who can take me into their worlds and allow me to see what they see, as well as get my own interpretation.  I’ll never forget the first time I saw “The Color Purple” when I was 17 and not only almost walking out of the movie within the first 20 minutes because the contents were so dark and hurtful, but it took Lethal Weapon 2 before I could like Danny Glover in any shape or form.  My grandmother STILL hates him. 

Anyway when I see a great movie, some of them have lines that to me define the film.  And those lines I always remember most.  When it happens, normally I exclaim on the spot, “Now that’s the line of the movie!”  Some movies have more than one line, but most I find one or two at the most that says, “Its a wrap!”  I’ll name a few for instance:

“Frankly Scarlet I don’t give a damn.” – Gone With The Wind

“We’re gonna need a bigger boat.” Jaws (The first time Roy Scheider’s character got a look at the great white shark they were to fight with.) Or “Smile you son of a bitch!” … right before he blows up the oxygen tank in it’s mouth.  Take your pick!

“There is no winning, only degrees of losing.”The War of the Roses (Danny Devito’s character when trying to tell Michael Douglas’ character how trying to win an argument with a pissed off woman was going to go.

“Ahhh vanity!  My favorite sin!” The Devil’s Advocate (Al Pacino as the devil himself, posing as an attorney.  This summed up the constant battle that Kienu Reeve’s character faced when trying to balance his ambition at work against the fact that his wife was losing her mind and the life of his family would be the price for the success he desired.

“Hey Sal.  How come you don’t got no brothas on the wall?”Do The Right Thing (Giancarlo Espisoto as Buggin Out who’s battles with Sal told of the polarizing issues of race within a Bedford Styssevant community in Brooklyn New York.) Or, “D mothafucka D!” – Radio Raheem trying to buy batteries from the Koreans.

“Am I here to fucking amuse you?”  – Goodfellas (Joe Pesci – need I say more?)

“Shut yo five dollar ass up before I make change!”  New Jack City (Wesley Snipes as Nino Brown talking to Christopher William’s character during the roundtable discussion.)  Martin’s parity of it was hillarious with the fake dog.)

Oh here is a favorite!  “The call me Mr. Tibbs!”  In The Heat of The Night (Sidney Potier)

Ok last one.. Most people will think of, “You can’t handle the truth!” when they think of A Few Good Men.  But my favorite line is Jack Nicholson’s first as Col. Nathan Jessup which sets the tone for the remaining dialogue he would have as the drama develops.  “Who the fuck is PFC William T Santiago?”  You knew it was ON when he said those words!

What movie lines can you think of that bring you right to the time you last saw your classic?